Testo: The Head and the Heart. Cats and Dogs.

Somewhere underneath the floorboard
i will sweep my garden
underneath the cupboard
lives a mouse
and he discovered there was nothing there
nothing there to discover

falling from the sky
there are raindrops in my eyes
my thoughts are digging in the back yard
my roots are grown but i don?t know where they are
don?t know where they are
don?t know where they are
my roots are grown but i don?t know where they are

cats and dogs and rooster calls
telephones and pay phone stalls

they take away (la la la la)
the lonely days (la la la la)
now

they take away (la la la la)
the lonely days (la la la la)
now

wind blown whispers
wind naked down the corridor
the thoughts leaving my head
they twist through yours

what will become of these gestures that we made
i?ve given up my bible
you moved out of state

wearily waiting on the wasting of his days
a sad, sodden, smoldering soul
give you three bucks for your sympathy
and another for a cigarette
the interaction feels so cold

oh the songs
people sing for hope
and for the ones that have been gone for too long
oh the things
people do for the ones that they love

we?re only here to find the love that lingers after the moment
so kiss me in the back room where the music plays
i know that it?s not over
no

oh the songs
people sing for hope
and for the ones that have been gone for too long
oh the things
people do for the ones that they love

break down the corridors (la da da, da da da)
break down the corridors (la da da, da da da)

messes that i haven?t tried to clean up in a while

you?re in my soul now
you?ve got to waste away with me
my minds made up i?m doing this with you
there?s no use knowing which way the wind is blowing
my minds made up i?m staying, i?m staying here with you

there?s no use knowing which way the wind is blowing
my minds made up, i?m doing this, i?m doing this
you?re in my soul now
you?ve got to waste away with me